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The goblin hybrid would nod to show Ja'vassa that she understood. She would continue to him, knowing that the winged woman was interested. However, stone carving was a one person task, considering she only had one knife. There was a popping sound as she struck a certain point, she stone breaking into two rounding shapes with a crack.

Placing one under her boot, she took the over half and continued to carve. She eyed the woman before she started to sing softly,

"Warnings of ice and snow
Beware beware
Those who claim to rule
Forget the cold truth
Beware beware
Ears and eyes stay open wide
Listen for those of dark who hide in light."

She smiles warmly. "Thank you." She begins eating the stew.

While she ate she listened to Aello.

(Alright. Good night!)

"Amelia, Faith... what were you two fighting over anyways?" Raeza asked them, sitting down at one of the benches. "You know father doesn't like you two bickering like that, especially not around customers."

"Amelia took my dolly from me! It was mine!" Faith responded to what Raeza had asked, pouting with tears forming in her eyes.

"No it wasn't! It was my dolly and I just took it back! Yours was the one with the chipped nose!" Amelia argued back.

"Was not!"

"Was too!"

The elf sighed, shaking her head. "Why does matter who's doll it is? Don't you both have one?" Raeza asked, "Besides, it's almost time for bed for you two... maybe I could tell you a story or two?" She suggested, trying to alleviate the situation.

"But I was wanting to play with that dolly! Amelia took it before I could!" Faith argued towards Raeza.

"You weren't even paying attention to the dolly until I picked it up!" Amelia chimed in.

"No, I wanted to play with it! You knew I did, so you took it!" Faith shouted.

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

The two continued to bicker for a little while longer, though the mention of a story caught their attention. Immediately, the two sat down, prepared to listen.

Void walks to the fire and brushes her hair.

Anatolie’s eyes widened when he saw the drink Ja’vassa placed in front of him. Yikes! This wasn’t quite what he had in mind. It smelled strong. Too strong. But he had made too much a show of bravado not to drink it at this point. He braced himself and took a drink. It burned as it went down his throat, made his head spin, launched him into a brief coughing fit. “Wow. Um. This is great, thank you. But could I also, um, trouble you for a glass of water, please, and maybe... also... a different drink?” He dropped a handful of silver coins on the counter in payment. “I mean, I need to keep my voice sounding nice for singing. Nobody wants to listen to a bard who sounds all husky ‘cause he drank some super strong alcohol. ... Yeah, that’s it. I coulda drank it all if I wanted to. Definitely.” He nodded, as if to convince himself that this false line of reasoning he invented out of thin air was true.

Well, this was embarrassing. He spared a glance over at the two women; they were involved in other endeavors, it seemed, and so he could only hope they hadn’t noticed his little coughing fit. Maybe, he thought, he still had some shred of a chance to look cool.

((Lol)) Void heard but didn't acknowledge anatolie's coughing fit. She had met many people with the same energy that he seemed to have, so she knew he, more than likely, wanted to look cool in front of her and Aello.

Sweet, it looked like she didn’t notice. Anatolie took this as a sign he should approach Void. (Because there was absolutely no way he could mess that up. Right.)

First he picked up his beloved lute and tucked it under his arm. He couldn’t just leave it at the bar unattended, after all. With it in tow, he walked up to her, leaned casually against the wall, and asked, “So what brings you here today, Miss?”

She smiled, partly knowing that he didn't know that she knew/heard him, and partly just because she was glad to have company. "Just resting for a while. You?"

Aello noticed the male coming closer and greeted him with a warning growl. Her foot moved to bring the second half of the stone into her lap, guarding it. She continued carving, eying him with a wary look. She had dealt with those whom had a similar personality before, and it never ended well. She was used to what she would call 'His type" eying with a look she would rather not think about. Aello didn't even want to think about the comments she had received in the past.

She looked at Aello with curious and intrigued eyes, while she spoke normally. "Something wrong?" She asked even though she knew that she'd either get a growl, get a rock to the face, or get a glare.

((Hehehehehehehe video game memes ))

"Same here, more or less. Traveling is tiring and all," Anatolie said. "I love places like this! All these people around who I don't know, and so many of them with good stories to tell. It's great."

He paused, eyeing the other woman who had just growled at him. "Oh, um... I don't mean any trouble, Miss. Don't mind me," he stammered, holding his hands in front of him in a sort of please don't hurt me gesture.

The hybrid snorted and looked back at the stone she was working on. Goblins, at least most of them, were wary of others by nature. With her dwarf blood, Aello was even more so, but, in truth, she was simply warning the male not to attempt anything with her. save for conversation. She sighed as she noted the shape the stone was taking and turned it so that she could carve in another direction. Her throat felt sore, which made the thought of more conversation seem like a daunting task.

Void once again got lost in her thoughts, as she often did. This time she was thinking about what would or could help Aello. Void believed that out of all the magic and alchemy things out there, that there must be something that could help her. She stood up and began pacing and calculating her odds of capture, death, and possibility of finding something helpful at her birthplace, the Neutral Zone. The place where angels and demons and everything else could go without worrying about separation laws and the like.

Aello looked at the pacing woman, shaking her head, fully guessing what she was thinking. The goblin hybrid sighed and spoke one last time,
"There is nothing to be done, it is as healed as it will get." Her voice sounded gravely, like a high pitched dwarf.